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... emed gloomy, was now adorned with the soft light of the crescent moon slowly emerging between the clouds. Fitran and Beelzebub had left the Amphitheater far behind, walking through the increasingly silent ruins of the Philistines. The night wind whispered gently, as if sharing secrets from a bygone era, adding elegance to their journey.
They arrived at a building that had once been a palace—the Palace of Lost Sovereignty. The grand structure stood proudly, even though most of its roof ha ...
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